There isn't much going on these days at One Bills Drive, so here is a lovely Sabres update for everybody. Most of the news is from the last two weeks, so bare with me. If you have a problem with that, please contact our complaints department.

(Note: Our complaints department is a picture of me grabbing my junk and giving the finger.)

The young, acne covered kid above is Sabres prospect Paul Byron of the Gastineau Olympiques. He now makes a whole lot more money than you do.

Buffalo signed the Montreal native to a three year entry-level deal, and the Center prospect will most likely report to Portland later this year.

Good news, right? Well, yes. But as always, the Buffalo Sabres organization has done everything at 50% potential by only signing one of the two, necessary draft picks before the June Deadline. That means that Forward Prospect J.S. Allard (that stands for Jean-Simon, not Juan-Sanchez like I had hoped) failed to sign with the team, therefore re-entering the draft.

That is the same as not even using an entire draft pick on anybody. I mean, the Sabres could have drafted anyone from the DGWUS Crew and it would have been more valuable. At least we could have written up some witty press releases, carried equipment, or murdered Andrew Peters and hid the body... ALL AT A GREAT PRICE TOO!!!

This creeping looking guy who looks like he just got done shooting at John McClane is Vyacheslav Buravchikov, or as I will now call him, V-Boo.

V-Boo is a very talented, Russian defenseman who had the misfortune of getting drafted the first year after the NHL and Russian player agreement collapsed. He was a projected late first-round pick that dropped to the 6th, because teams were staying away FROM THOSE FILTHY RUSSIANS!!! I mean, because of the the agreement collapse.

His contract has expired from his Russian team, and Buffalo has offered him a contract. Everything I could find about this kid was positive, and he appears to be a real bruiser on the blue line. I, for one, would love a hard-nosed Russian defenseman smacking around Sean Avery and screaming unintelligible insults at him. On the ice, or elsewhere....